greetings from sydney
posts are going to be a bit thin on the ground around here as i am currently in sydney doing an artist/writer in residence gig at ashfield municipal council in the inner west. apart from the fact that the only way to connect to the internet is via dial up (or by wifi in the local mcdonalds :|) all my blogging gumption is being absorbed by my ashfield blog.
interested readers may head there for some blogging action. (i am currently researching fruitbuns.) meanwhile in an update on my previous post about the sydney film festival. only a waggan would entertain the idea they can just turn up for a film at the sydney film festival half an hour before it starts and get in. oh except i did and there was one ticket left for oscar winner red road. one of the most affecting films i have seen for a very long time, and all i really want to say about it is : see this film. it is probably best if you see it without knowing anything about it, but if you want to read a superbly written review (warning : spoiler ahead) there is one by erica abeel on filmjournal international. however i missed out on the bridge which was sold out, and the rain, tiredness and back soreness prevented me from venturing out on sunday, the last day of the festival. so it goes. (oh yes : it took vonnegut’s recent passing for this johnny come lately to finally start reading slaughterhouse 5. so it goes. i am really enjoying it. in its 1969 review of the book time wrote : “For Vonnegut, man’s worst folly is a persistent attempt to adjust, smoothly, rationally, to the unthinkable…”)
edit : oops … those three words are only ever meant to be used in the context of death.
